The back door is open and please be quick” and with that she hung up. I didn’t know what to do. But would could I do apart from help her. I too... a deep breath and went round.I opened Dorothy’s back door and called out to her. “I’m in the living room, please hurry!” I went in and the poor dear looked in such a state. I helped her up and we made our way through to the bathroom which fortunately was on the ground floor. I helped her into the bathroom and told her that I would wait outside. . His body was used roughly by both the Queen and several of her entourage to quench their need for impalement by male flesh. In all honesty Casanova was quite happy with the turn of events and offered thanks that his juices were running strong enough to satisfy all concerned.Although he was accustomed to using and discarding his conquests with scarce a thought about their post-coital feelings, Casanova felt somewhat slighted by the lack of appreciation for his skillful delivery of copious loads. Coffee?As I said, I’m not a lesbian, but what she did to me was overwhelmingly outstanding and in my book, favours like that need to be returned.“Of course I want coffee,” I said.She started to move but I grabbed her and pushed her backwards. Her dress flipped over her tummy and her smooth pussy with its pink slit winked at me. My mouth was on it before she had a chance to even smile. I returned the favour in kind. Three favours in fact.While we drank our coffee I wondered whether I was a. For any man considering this it requires a lot of discipline not to puton weight. The perfect balance of oestrogen should bring about somefeminine feelings without visibly swelling the breasts. Helen has workedout the perfect weekly dose for me. Coupled with exercise and a good dietI have kept a trim figure although my breasts are sensitive and slightlylarger and my nipples are very prominent but still small enough where Idon't have to face the embarrassment of wearing a bra. I have found.